Transubstantiation
Tortured mind that begets vague foreboding,
nebulous thoughts that twist into despair,
reason into mania eroding,
as grimaced lips mumble a nameless prayer.
Guilt as guillotine slices all reason
as blame pierces the faith that once was true,
voice of accusation cries out “Treason!”
for telling taboo secrets about you.
Dark winds howl as winter’s night surrenders
to vanquished faith obscured in pallid light.
Decanted soul, despondency renders
to shadows writhing past all hope in sight.
Yet morning sun in mercy and good cheer,
emits dawn’s light to chase away all fear.
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